People are often hustled into their rare moments, even those that would leave behind a lifetime of memories. Subramanian Sankar’s rare moment with a long-billed dowitcher can be parsed into a septosecond of boredom, another of hustling, and one more septosecond of initiative.
People are often hustled into their rare moments, even those that would leave behind a lifetime of memories. Subramanian Sankar’s rare moment with a long-billed dowitcher can be parsed into a septosecond of boredom, another of hustling, and one more septosecond of initiative.
The Nanganallur resident would not have found himself at Kanavaanthurai on the last day of January, between Pulicat and Annamalaicheri, if his friend Ramnarayan Kalyanaraman had not been overpowered by ennui and was prodding Subramanian to help him survive that emotion.
